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NHG-P.770.058
9 Nov 1770:31,32 (734)
The following is inserted as a curious specimen of the
literary abilities of the D--- of C---d, being one of the
letters his Royal Highness wrote during his late amour with
Lady Grosvenor.
From the London Morning Chronicle, July 5.
My dear little angel, I wrote my last letter to you
yesterday at 11 o'clock just when we sailed I dined at two
o'clock and as for the afternoon I had some music I have my
own servant on board that plays and a couple of hands from
London for the six weeks I am out--we were a good many a
dinner I had about 9 people yesterday and shall have more
when the rest of my squadron join me they stand with me till
near seven--. . . [60 lines]
I have been reading for about an hour this morning in
Prior and find these few lines just now applicable to us
How oft had Henry chang'd his sly disguise,
Unmarked by all but beauteous Harriets eyes;
Oft had found means alone to see the dame,
And at her feet to breath his am'rous flame:
. . . [8 lines of verse, 4 lines of text; 6 lines of]
Directed to the Lady Grosvenor.
From the Craftsman July 21.
A R*AL LOVE SONG.
In the modern c--rt stile, written almost verbatim from the
original.
God bless my dearest little dear--
The wind is not quite fair--
From Portland road I write this here--
God bless your little hair. Doodle doodle doo.
All on the couch last night I lay,
I dreampt what now I sing--
I held you fast, and kiss'd away,
Ay--just like any thing. Doodle doodle doo.
. . . [8 more lines]
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